Honestly, I don’t know whether I’m chasing my lost youth, or if I just have some part of my brain that’s perpetually reserved for the Bee Gees. Whatever the reason, I periodically have this overwhelming urge to listen to their music and then to pass the listening on to you. I love ABBA (lost youth stuff there too), but the intermittent urges to revisit them don’t strike as randomly or as strongly.

Here’s a huge hit:

And here’s a later one, which is delightfully good, sung by a group mellowed with age:

No doubt about it — when the news gets depressing, I retreat to the music of my youth. And while the lyrics are not apposite, the title and chorus — Tragedy — seem right, whether I’m thinking about the Fort Hood massacre or the ongoing White House debacle: